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Have you seen the golfers airy / Prancing forth to their vagary, / Just as frisky in their gaiters / As a flock of Grecian Satyrs, / Looking everything heroic, / And magnificently stoic, / In a dress of such a pattern / As would fright the good God Saturn?
Have you heard them curse the sparrow / Fit to freeze your inmost marrow, / When the ball, that should be flitting, / On the grass remaineth sitting? / Have you watched their cheerful scrambles / In the soft and soothing brambles / While the foe, elate and sneering, / Passes gradually from hearing?